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Let me tell you a short story: The fellow that drew the plans for my new home, shop and guest house at the farm, drove up to ask about drawing my plans when I was out on the tractor. He broke his neck when he was 19, dove off a bridge and hit a turtle. He had a wife and a son. Wife is dead and son is in his 40s today. This guy is an agressive business person, lives to hunt and hunts by himself, in a motarized chair. He had a shop in a little town build him an all aluminum electric operated shooting house that extends 15 ft high. He spends all day, every day of every season, waiting for a deer to walk into his shooting lanes, where he can drive to them in his chair. His brothers cut his lanes for him with a tractor. He hooks up, drags them to his van and lifts them onto the rear with a hoist, drives into the van and drives the van to his MH where he has a skinning rack. He fills his freezer every year.
I have watched this guy for four years and he is amazing in his dedication to hunting. He taught me one thing, I do not have any problems, after watching him.
If you want to hunt bad enough, you can hunt right up to your last breath. Just go around the obsticles.
Ed
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The three Rs: Respect for self; Respect for others; and responsibility for all your actions.
"Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty, or give me death!"
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